-------Robyn POV-------
I can't believe Zayn nearly found out about what's been going on with Jason and I. Zayn would seriously go mental if he ever found out he's always been protective of me which I appreciate. It makes me feel like someone actually cares. When he asked about me going out with him I didn't know what to say Jase would go crazy and plus he's guna be so mad Zayns even in my room. Zayn was staring at me waiting for me to say something, anything.
"How are you planning to sneak me out?" I obviously was worried that Jason would catch us and I don't want to think about the consequences.
"Well.... I'm just guna drag you out the front door." He stated like it was an obvious answer.
"So that's your plan?" I scoffed then burst out in laughter when I realized he was serious.
"You know me by now I'm more of a live in the moment kind of guy" he chuckled. His laugh making me forget about my worries making me feel warm inside.
-------End of Robyn POV-------
-------Zayn POV-------
"Get dressed then, you can't go to a party in that." She lightly punched my arm and let out a little giggle at my comment. I could never get sick of that sound. She started looking through her walk in closet at the hundreds of dresses she owned. The purple bandage dress caught my eye so I handed it to her and she smiled brightly.
"Good choice Gok Wan" she joked and I instantly stuck my tongue out at her. "Well get out then, I need to change." She tried but failed to push me out the closet.
"Robyn were best friends were close enough to change in front of each other besides I've seen you in your bikini so what's the difference?" I joked and she shot me daggers and pointed towards the door, I pulled my best puppy eyed face and she burst out into laughter. I loved that laugh maybe a little too much. I think I loved her. I know I love her. I always have done but she'll never feel the same. They say to make a girl fall in love you have to be able to make her laugh, but every time she laughs I'm the one who falls in love. I made my way out the walk in closet and shut the door behind me sitting on her bed patiently.
She stepped out and I swear it was all in slow motion. The purple dress hugged her curvy but toned body perfectly, the colour suiting her tanned skin magically. She wore a leather jacket which I swore was mine but it looked better on her any way and she had some expensive looking black heels on. Perfection. She made her way to her dressing table and picked up a tube of some sort, I had no idea what it was but she didn't need it. I walked over to her and pulled her up from the seat and she let out a little squeal not expecting it.
"Zayn I just need to sort my face out" she pointed out like it was a mess.
"Your face looks perfectly fine to me" I stated knowing it was a fact and I saw a little smile creep up on her face and she slightly blushed which was way too adorable considering she hardly ever blushes or gets embarrassed. I grabbed her hand and led her down the stairs quietly peeking around in to the living room. Jason was no where to be seen I pulled Robyn out the door and ran down the street to my house as I only lived round the corner from her. I pulled out my car keys and opened the passenger side door and let her in and I climbed in after her.
"Perfect gentleman" she breathed out. I winked at her and drove us off into the night. Even though Robyn 17 she'd be allowed in to clubs because of who she is and I'd be allowed in because I was 18 and it helped I was in One Direction. I parked up and helped her out the car and they let us in the club immediately.
-------End of Zayn POV-------
-------Robyn's POV-------
I had a bad feeling about this Jason will find out that I'm with Zayn and I hate to think how he'll react. I wish I could just tell Zayn but I can't I'm so ashamed that I have put myself in this situation and I don't want Zayn to pity me. We entered the club and I felt overwhelmed with all the people and the smell of alcohol. Zayn dragged me to the dance floor and the club played one of my songs which made me instantly smile. Zayn was swirling me around and for once I was having fun until I felt a pair of eyes burning through me. I stopped dancing to try and spot who was staring at me but there were too many people. I felt sick.
"Zayn can we go now?" I yelled into his ear the music drowning out my voice.
"If that's what you want." He pulled me through the crowd and into the fresh air. "What's wrong?" He asked.
"It felt like someone was watching me." I stuttered out from the cold air.
"Well you are kind of famous" he laughed out. We got into his car and he led us back to my fate.
-------End of Zayn POV-------
